A/N- Thank you for the lovely reviews, it was nice to know that somebody else shares my style of thinking!
Thanks for the offers of help also! Will try my best to do as you suggest! x
Also, I don't have a beta yet! Could anyone help please?
Disclaimer- I had no help in the creation of the Harry Potter world. I am just playing in it.
Chapter 3- From a distance…
Severus suddenly felt as though his entire soul had erupted into something he had never felt before, and he could not place his finger on what it was.
Hermione stood there, looking every bit the confident witch she was. Singing her heart out.
He ached.
He stood to leave, he felt he had tortured himself enough.
He ached as he looked on this beautiful woman, knowing or at least hoping that long after this war was over, she would find herself a future. With a husband (he grimaced), children, a successful career probably, a nice house, money etc.
Why the hell was it bothering him to badly?? He knew his future would not be as rosy as hers, that's why. He put this feeling down to something he had not felt for a long while- jealousy!
Just has he stood, Hermione hit the top notes of the song, probably a lot better that Ms Huston would ever have managed. She blushed slightly at the amount of wolf whistles she received and stood down from the stage into the warm embrace of Potter and Weasley.
There was no question that they won the competition with an outstanding 1340 points.
Justin, Neville Dean and their team mates stood and dug into their pockets. This was the moment Snape had been waiting for.
Just as the Galleons were being handed over to Hermione Ron and Harry they heard the familiar silky voice behind them. They all knew they were up the creek without a paddle!
"Well, well well what do we have here?" breathed Snape in an uncomfortably calm voice.
"Professor! What a pleasure to see you? What can we do for you?" asked a nervous Justin.
"DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT LYING TO ME YOU BUNCH OF INSOLENT BRATS!"
Everyone felt as though they were in a full body bind.
"Now, I strongly suggest that you keep your galleons out for the time being, and then hand them over to the student of my choosing. They will receive further instructions from myself."
Suddenly there was 200 galleons on the table.
"Well well, we were playing nicely weren't we? Miss Granger, take this money and follow me!"
He stalked out of the room.
Hermione glanced around the room looking for support. Everyone was stood wide eyed at the display of pure meanness. Slowly she took the money and traced Snape's foot steps all the way to the dungeons.
As she caught up with him, he said nothing.
He was angry with her. Not for breaking the school rules by betting, but for turning him on, for making him jealous and for making him feel so miserable.
He would make her pay for this.
They arrived at the dungeon and after Snape dropped the wards, and light the fire and candles, he motioned for her to sit on the leather chair by the fire in his office.
He took his usual place behind his desk (a/n- for pure effect!)
She sat with her back straight, and her hands on her knees. Head bowed in shame, although she did not know why!
He watched her. She of course thought it was with pure hate, partially it was, but there was something else he felt towards this girl. He put those thoughts to the back of his mind. At that point she was beginning to look up.
"So, Miss Granger. Would you care to enlighten me what the whole idea of tonight was?"
"Of course Professor. All I was aware of was that we were having a friendly competition. Harry and Ron asked me to be on their team. I believe the bet was between Justin and Dean!"
She went red, she realised she had dropped her friends in trouble.
"I will be dealing with them next. But you do realise Miss Granger that you cannot keep the money, don't you?"
Hermione sighed deeply. Even though she had only discovered the prize money after they won, she had to admit the money would have been a help!
"Yes Professor, I understand. I will return it to the boys tonight."
"Oh no you won't Miss Granger, you don't get off that easily!"
"You will serve detention with me tomorrow evening, and the money will be donated to a charity of the head masters choice, now please would you send Mr Thomas and Mr Finch-Fletchely to see me, report to my office at 7pm tomorrow night. Dismissed."
"Thank you Professor" came the muffled reply.
She was angry. All she was doing was having a good time, and he had ruined it.
At the same time, she couldn't help but feel quite touched that he was offering the money to a charity. He was not all bad. 'Plus his arse looked pretty damn, WOOAAHH!'.
She grinned inwardly, and then made her way back to Gryffindor tower.
Once back in her bedroom, she showered, got into her nightie, and brushed her teeth.
She climbed into bed. As she began to plan her day the following day, she resumed her thoughts on Snape.
She held him with the greatest respect, he had stimulated her mind so much in the 6 years she had known him.
She had to admit that when she had caught a sight of him at her sorting ceremony 6 years ago, she had thought him to be quite handsome. It was only as he revelled his true colours in their first potions class that she knew it was just physical!
They had spent many nights together, alone in the infirmary brewing potions and stocking shelves.
He smelt incredibly alluring.
She began to wonder what it would be like to have him stimulate another part of her body!
Although she couldn't quite believe she was thinking these things, she began imagining his hands on her body.
She wasn't a virgin, she had quite sweetly lost her virginity to Harry on a drunken night. She did not regret it, she felt safe with him and loved him completely, but it was Ginny he really wanted and she had to admit, he was not right for her.
Then there was Viktor- she had not made love to him, but he had pleasured her in other ways!
And then there was Fred Weasley. She had shared quite a few passionate nights with the flame haired adonis, he had been insatiable. But things wore out since he left last year.
None of her lover's captured her imagination as Severus did! ('Severus, I'm calling him Severus now?')
She felt her nipples react, as she released her swollen nipples to the night air. She rubbed them softly .
She felt him breathing in her ear, moaning her name as he rubbed himself against her wet core.
The image of him fucking her on his desk was enough to send her over the edge, she had to touch herself!
She rubbed and rubbed herself until it was too much, she came like never before, and she was covered in sweat.
She felt the need to hold him, and never let him go.
She had the horrible feeling she was going to miss him terribly.
She felt even worse knowing that she would never find a lover like him
After all, there is nothing to exciting as forbidden fruit. And he was certainly that!
She decided a mid night stroll would clear her mind. She still had Harry's invisibility cloak from the time she tried to shag Fred in the restricted section of the library!
She threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and snuck out into the dead of night.
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A/N Please read and review!
Sorry that the masturbation scene was quick but I'm saving the best stuff for later!
Thanks for the offers of help also! Will try my best to do as you suggest! x
Also, I don't have a beta yet! Could anyone help please?
Disclaimer- I had no help in the creation of the Harry Potter world. I am just playing in it.
Chapter 3- From a distance…
Severus suddenly felt as though his entire soul had erupted into something he had never felt before, and he could not place his finger on what it was.
Hermione stood there, looking every bit the confident witch she was. Singing her heart out.
He ached.
He stood to leave, he felt he had tortured himself enough.
He ached as he looked on this beautiful woman, knowing or at least hoping that long after this war was over, she would find herself a future. With a husband (he grimaced), children, a successful career probably, a nice house, money etc.
Why the hell was it bothering him to badly?? He knew his future would not be as rosy as hers, that's why. He put this feeling down to something he had not felt for a long while- jealousy!
Just has he stood, Hermione hit the top notes of the song, probably a lot better that Ms Huston would ever have managed. She blushed slightly at the amount of wolf whistles she received and stood down from the stage into the warm embrace of Potter and Weasley.
There was no question that they won the competition with an outstanding 1340 points.
Justin, Neville Dean and their team mates stood and dug into their pockets. This was the moment Snape had been waiting for.
Just as the Galleons were being handed over to Hermione Ron and Harry they heard the familiar silky voice behind them. They all knew they were up the creek without a paddle!
"Well, well well what do we have here?" breathed Snape in an uncomfortably calm voice.
"Professor! What a pleasure to see you? What can we do for you?" asked a nervous Justin.
"DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT LYING TO ME YOU BUNCH OF INSOLENT BRATS!"
Everyone felt as though they were in a full body bind.
"Now, I strongly suggest that you keep your galleons out for the time being, and then hand them over to the student of my choosing. They will receive further instructions from myself."
Suddenly there was 200 galleons on the table.
"Well well, we were playing nicely weren't we? Miss Granger, take this money and follow me!"
He stalked out of the room.
Hermione glanced around the room looking for support. Everyone was stood wide eyed at the display of pure meanness. Slowly she took the money and traced Snape's foot steps all the way to the dungeons.
As she caught up with him, he said nothing.
He was angry with her. Not for breaking the school rules by betting, but for turning him on, for making him jealous and for making him feel so miserable.
He would make her pay for this.
They arrived at the dungeon and after Snape dropped the wards, and light the fire and candles, he motioned for her to sit on the leather chair by the fire in his office.
He took his usual place behind his desk (a/n- for pure effect!)
She sat with her back straight, and her hands on her knees. Head bowed in shame, although she did not know why!
He watched her. She of course thought it was with pure hate, partially it was, but there was something else he felt towards this girl. He put those thoughts to the back of his mind. At that point she was beginning to look up.
"So, Miss Granger. Would you care to enlighten me what the whole idea of tonight was?"
"Of course Professor. All I was aware of was that we were having a friendly competition. Harry and Ron asked me to be on their team. I believe the bet was between Justin and Dean!"
She went red, she realised she had dropped her friends in trouble.
"I will be dealing with them next. But you do realise Miss Granger that you cannot keep the money, don't you?"
Hermione sighed deeply. Even though she had only discovered the prize money after they won, she had to admit the money would have been a help!
"Yes Professor, I understand. I will return it to the boys tonight."
"Oh no you won't Miss Granger, you don't get off that easily!"
"You will serve detention with me tomorrow evening, and the money will be donated to a charity of the head masters choice, now please would you send Mr Thomas and Mr Finch-Fletchely to see me, report to my office at 7pm tomorrow night. Dismissed."
"Thank you Professor" came the muffled reply.
She was angry. All she was doing was having a good time, and he had ruined it.
At the same time, she couldn't help but feel quite touched that he was offering the money to a charity. He was not all bad. 'Plus his arse looked pretty damn, WOOAAHH!'.
She grinned inwardly, and then made her way back to Gryffindor tower.
Once back in her bedroom, she showered, got into her nightie, and brushed her teeth.
She climbed into bed. As she began to plan her day the following day, she resumed her thoughts on Snape.
She held him with the greatest respect, he had stimulated her mind so much in the 6 years she had known him.
She had to admit that when she had caught a sight of him at her sorting ceremony 6 years ago, she had thought him to be quite handsome. It was only as he revelled his true colours in their first potions class that she knew it was just physical!
They had spent many nights together, alone in the infirmary brewing potions and stocking shelves.
He smelt incredibly alluring.
She began to wonder what it would be like to have him stimulate another part of her body!
Although she couldn't quite believe she was thinking these things, she began imagining his hands on her body.
She wasn't a virgin, she had quite sweetly lost her virginity to Harry on a drunken night. She did not regret it, she felt safe with him and loved him completely, but it was Ginny he really wanted and she had to admit, he was not right for her.
Then there was Viktor- she had not made love to him, but he had pleasured her in other ways!
And then there was Fred Weasley. She had shared quite a few passionate nights with the flame haired adonis, he had been insatiable. But things wore out since he left last year.
None of her lover's captured her imagination as Severus did! ('Severus, I'm calling him Severus now?')
She felt her nipples react, as she released her swollen nipples to the night air. She rubbed them softly .
She felt him breathing in her ear, moaning her name as he rubbed himself against her wet core.
The image of him fucking her on his desk was enough to send her over the edge, she had to touch herself!
She rubbed and rubbed herself until it was too much, she came like never before, and she was covered in sweat.
She felt the need to hold him, and never let him go.
She had the horrible feeling she was going to miss him terribly.
She felt even worse knowing that she would never find a lover like him
After all, there is nothing to exciting as forbidden fruit. And he was certainly that!
She decided a mid night stroll would clear her mind. She still had Harry's invisibility cloak from the time she tried to shag Fred in the restricted section of the library!
She threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and snuck out into the dead of night.
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A/N Please read and review!
Sorry that the masturbation scene was quick but I'm saving the best stuff for later!